"Why has the Mist Sect invaded Turia?" Zamura shouted, transmitting his voice to the enemies.
"A God Trial Realm brat is the Sect Leader? How amusing." A derogatory voice resounded in response, carrying with it complete disdain. "Bring stronger if you wish to converse with us. Otherwise, scram!"
"Sect Leader, let me try," Zualin said, flying forward upon getting a nod from Zamura. "I'm the Mountain Sect's representative. State your claims, Mist Sect."
"It's simple." An old man with a goatee flew forward, stopping a kilometer from Zualin. "I'm the Mist Sect Leader, Multar. We only have two objectives. Hand over Feifei and the Mountain Sect's God Seat."
"How the hell did they know about the God Seat?" The immortals from the Mountain Sect clamored at Multar's words.
"Is there a spy in our sect?" Such a thought resounded in their minds.
